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just realized i havent posted a blog in many moons...
so,

i have just released my new album on the world...
at the moment, it can be found here:

www.kidwithoutradio.com/store

come december 22nd, it will be available on itunes and all that goodness...
we needed to do an advance release, as we had such a response from the video...

www.vimeo.com/7733666

anyway... all is in order and i am humbled and proud and happy and grateful all at once..
egadz! is rad, and handles business everyday.... its a great label!
we will be heading out on tour, the last week in march and we are covering the whole west coast....
please keep an eye out!

as far as other things happening....
the rap crew papervehicle, is gathering forces.. to release the third album soon
im very stoked on this....
as the album has been done for a while now... and we've been holding back on it...
it is shurely time....

i have just completed a record with the new homies bleubird and thesis sahib...
a.k.a. the swashbuckling napoleons
it is coming out early 2010 on grimm image records!
this was a challenge, as i had never met either one of them prior...
so i was really guessing on what kind of a sound they were looking for....
either way, the mixes so far sound incredible!
and the 3 of us meshed really well, sounds totally natural...
i have since met them both... and they rule faces....
stay tuned!

:)
there is a seven inch coming out soon on MISM records!
it will have my beats and the beastmaster and babelfishh rapping on it...
it will be all finished up this weekend...
and it rules...
again ... stay tuneded

just this past week....
i sent mr. babelfishh 6 beats....
it will be an EP
and i cant wait to hear what comes of it!
stay tuned on that as well....

also, a BUNCH of the homies just got on a seven inch....
produced by absurd ... on new indie label Cooler Than Cucumbers!!!
kicks ass... google that shit!


thats about it for now...
if im playing in your town.... come on out and holler, bitch, or heckle...
whatever is your thing!
thanks for reading!
peace
eddy

Hosted By:
mildew

When:
Friday, July 24, 2009

Where:
Li Po Lounge
916 Grant Ave @ Washington St.
San Francisco
94108

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WE ARE....
a moving carnival with only insides shown,
a pair of bleeding eyes on the wall,
weeping kerosene through the seams in our face in the grace of a furnace escape...

...in the trapeze leap from arthritis from the highest hold, im rolling everything i own into snake holes, im shedding color and cholera in a califlower garden coughing up black blood and old cartilege, to the ghost conduits in our cottage den, cringing to the creaks in our ceiling peeling paint, learning how to escape our fate without tracing all our fathers mistakes, a bed of nails and a cinderblock break.....

YOU ARE.....
a condisending audience with insides blown,
feeding off the meat of living entities asleep,
tearing through the walls in your dreams to find us picking at the ligaments to eat....

we spill to make the cadence,
of course the kids will cave-in,
we torch the door to pour the daily chore to make the painting,
and while it dries you try to summarize a life of makeshift,
finding age inside a cage of pages waking everyday to be the same a maze of fixing while you break it,
catalouge the daily life complacent....


WE ARE......YOU ARE..........

someday the snake lady will teach us to leave our own skin,
and begin again on training wheels, on training wheels......
as the strong man weeps by the strength testing machine,
the lunch whistle screams and the heathens run by.....
                    (1 by 1)





                                                                --signed
                                                                 papervehicle

sharp teeth

worth your weight in crome
and work your way into the grave
you can't be late
you never were alone...
fingers to the bone
they want you to get good night sleep
grow longer sleeves
hide behind your back...
maybe theres a fee that we can ostrisize and
watch it die
no remorse
attention deficit disorder....

the mail is on time
the mailman is blind....

worse than teeth on bone
you could just not eat meat
but then again
you'd probably turn to stone
catch the yearly cold
its better to be sick than flash
pasturized
all your birds are crows...

grow sharp teeth but slow....

and when you die the army
will shoot their guns, to send you off
the money was for fires
that you started, for the cost
all for nothing
they will smoke, you will cough...

sprained fingers, no
winter without burning something like you always knew,
spectacles fog under the latex monster mask, so running through your things,
sliding on the portraits and blood and gut fortunes,
sick, song for a new jack in the box and smooth rocks on numb feet,
wet behind the ears leak,
nervous i'm a knife fight and you a shoot out in the crowd cancel each other out around old statues of prowess,
poison in the asprin, my cops and robbers lack some,
veins and bows and arrows, the real world sucks teeth,
teacher speak presciptions the lessons weak scars,
when we're responsible enough,
contour line drawing,
holes of old mothers go on and spin that cocoon,
i'll appreciate the perspective that you need new wings,
digging through the junk drawer the floor and loose leaf,
to keep something in the distance,
and leave marks with my teeth......